Author's Note- Yes, I brought this over from SheroesFans for oh, maybe two reason. One, I have not been loyal to the site (aka I got bored with it) and Two, I am changing the story after Chapter Three. I rushed Sean and Panil into, eh, things in the old one, so I am redoing it to the Best of my Abilities, which have become better in my opinion thanks to me writing more often.

Chapter Two-

" Okay, the bathing house is this way," said Sean.

" Amazing how big the castle is, and how many people are here." murmured Panil, not paying attention to what he said at all. Sean suddenly stopped short, and Panil plowed right into his back, fell over, and lay on the ground sprawled out like a dead body.

" Wow, how do you expect to become a knight when your reflexes are that of a village drunk?" Sean interrogated.

" I wasn't paying attention, and I'm sorry I bumped into you. You don't have to be so rude about it!" retorted Panil. Seeing the quivering lip on the ten-year-olds face he sighed.

Sean gently said, " Listen, Rosepeak," He sighed once more, "I never meant to hurt your feelings or whatever it is girls call it. But I was just pointing out the obvious. I tend to do that with out reasons."

" No YOU listen. I have come all this way to become a knight. And THAT is the only thing I want to accomplish. I don't need your silly apologies. Now, show me where the bathing house is so I can be on my merry way." retorted Panil. She was happy to see her stubbornness return. She may need it later. There she went again, thinking 5 steps ahead instead of one.

She now saw a confused and hurt look on Sean's face, and deep down she felt some kind of emotion. Figuring it was just guilt, and most of it was, she knew she was wrong and apologized.

" Perhaps you are right to judge me. I would judge me if I were in your place. I am a first year and I am a girl and some boys still don't think I belong here. I am very skilled at fencing and I am a decent archer. I am an excellent hunter and I have a feel for riding. You will see tomorrow at the training yards," Panil babbled. She hate sit when she babbles. She also knew that it would be the first time she fought in public. NO one ever saw her fence or fight for that matter. If they did they would say she fought as if she were crossbred...

With a wolf.

INTO THE PAST

Panil, after a refreshing and calming bath found herself in bed dreaming... ...

Panil walked up the familiar cobble stone path to reach the woods. Ice seemed to coat everything, and midwinter was a long while off. It was early October, and the frost had killed the crops. This early winter has come for several years. The fief was with out much of the food it would have had causing major money issues.

Her mother was walking beside her. The view Panil had revealed her mother's features, Sparkling Brown eyes, Black hair falling into her face, rosy cheeks giving way to frown lines. The normally smiling face her mother wore was non-existent. She was wearing a plain lilac purple dress, which showed that she was upset. Panel's mother normally wore eccentric jewels and extravagant gowns, and only when her mood was bad did she dress plainly.

As they started walking into the woods her mother's eyes expressed worry. Panil also expressed deep fear. She had yet to know what she was afraid of. The real Panil knew what was coming. The dream Panil knew nothing so kept walking down that lonely cobblestone path. A bright eerie glow was surrounding Panil. Her mother opened her mouth to scream but right as sound came out, a wolf as black as night yet as bright as day ran into Panil. As they merged together, morphing and Panil screaming, Her mother screeched at the top of her lungs," NO, NO SHE'S TOO YOUNG YET, SHE'S TOO YOUNG!" Before Panil could wonder what it meant the picture melted away into blackness.

Panil woke up screaming.

Instead of climbing back under the covers and having a restless sleep she was drawn to one of the many trunks that she had brought along with her to Coors. She opened it up and inside was a small wooden case. She opened up the case and withdrew a small strip of leather.